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Saturday, February 12, 2011

Diet Pepsi and the New Skinny Can

I’m addicted to the bubbly goodness of Diet Soda. I used to be in a monogamous relationship with Diet Pepsi, but I’m no longer fussy. Diet Coke, Diet Dr. Pepper, whatever . . . just give me my caffeine and artificial sweeteners and all the other garbage that inhabits my liquid energy. Gimme, gimme, gimme.

I know it’s bad for me. I know it’s unnatural and filled with the devil’s intentions, but I want it. I dream about that first crisp bite slithering down my throat. The trouble with my addiction is my body doesn’t like caffeine. It makes me hyper and then I crash hard. In my freefall, I experience nausea, dizziness, and sleepiness.

So why in the hell do I drink it? I don’t know, maybe the answer is in the shape of the can.

Diet Pepsi is now causing a raucous with its new “skinny” can, which they are unveiling during fashion week. Surprise, surprise. Skinny can plus skinny broads in skinny clothes equals trouble.

Why is my chubby soda getting a make-over to this new tall and slender model?

The company says the design was made in “celebration of beautiful, confident women.”

Hmmm, as opposed to the ugly, chunky women who currently drink it? Are they calling me, their most devoted consumer, fat?

What message is Diet Pepsi sending to women? That we need to be tall and skinny to be “beautiful and confident?”

Apparently, even the National Eating Disorders Association is offended and claims the new skinny can is thoughtless and irresponsible.

Does this mean the skinny can will taunt women into starving themselves?

I think this is all ridiculous. It’s a can, people. A stupid can. It works just like the other fat one did, but it’s taller. Who cares? Do we really need to take offense at everything? Searching for ulterior motives instead of finding ways to make ourselves more secure with who we are—fat can or skinny can.

I am content that I’m a fat can type of gal. I could be a skinny can if it weren’t for the fat packages of Doritos filling the shelves—now there’s a problem. Where is the uproar on that one?

We all need to be accountable for what we put in our mouths. I know my diet soda isn’t good for me, yet I still drink it. That’s my bad. I don’t care what the can looks like or how it makes me feel as a beautiful, confident woman. I’m the only one with that kind of power.

Are you a fat can or a skinny can?

Here’s an article on the skinny can if you’re interested. http://www.msnbc.msn.com/id/41540062/ns/business-retail/?gt1=43001

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I’m a working mom of two moderately disobedient children. What they lack in discipline, they make up for in sticky-sweet kisses and belly laughs. They are my number one passion in life with writing coming in a distant second. Even if this writing gig never pays off, I could always live with them. I hear princesses and monster trucks are in hot demand.